Mannequin Rubberdoll

Chapter 1

Mistress Lhina parked her Beemer in the reserved spot behind the old brick building in downtown St. Petersburg. She got out of the car and walked to the end of the alley before turning right and heading for the front of the building. The building had been an abandoned storefront for years but Lhina had been carefully transforming it into the best fetish store in Central Florida. She knew it was better than any of the cheap sex stores in Tampa and she even had customers as far away as Miami and Atlanta. The internet site was a boom for business, both in internet sales and in walk-in business.

"Ocampo's Emporium of Esoteric Pleasures" was quite the rage. Although the local citizens looked askance at the business and the blue hairs that populated the town never set foot in the store, her business was a thriving success. The stiletto-heeled boots that shod her feet tap-tapped on the pavement rhythmically with each step. The long leather coat, cinched about her waist, hid her dress beneath from prying morning eyes. A few of the retirees that lived in the neighborhood were out for morning strolls. Some of the men noted the lithe leather clad woman appreciatively. The blue hair women just ignored her or looked sharply at their husbands.

Mistress Lhina unlocked the shop door and went inside. She removed her coat to reveal the latex and leather beneath. Lhina believed in dressing the role. She was encased in a full red latex body suit with feet and gloves. The smooth latex suit was back entry so her entire front was flawlessly polished rubber that hugged her exquisitely perfect body. A short black leather skirt with a wide belt hugged her waist and hips. She wore a matching leather vest that was open in front. The six-inch high heel red calf boots may have placed her in the go-go sixties except for the shiny red latex of her legs between the boot top and the skirt bottom. A black and red-checkered silk scarf hung loosely about her neck, only slightly obscuring the high red latex collar of the body suit. She wore black wrist-length latex gloves over her already sheathed hands for additional contrast. During the day, keyboarding often required her to remove the wrist gloves for better dexterity but she always wore them when on the store floor for appearance. The clothing she wore accentuated her petite body perfectly. Her light tan skin, brown almond-shaped eyes, high exotic cheekbones, small nose and mouth, and shiny black hair belied her Pacific Island ancestry.

She opened the doors at nine and settled in for the customers to begin to arrive. As a Monday, she expected a slow morning so as was her custom, she had left Rubberdoll, her assistant and rubber slave bound at home. She would let Rubberdoll revel in her tight latex cocoon until about ten. A quick phone call to wake Doll through the pager vibrating system would get Doll moving and at the shop before the lunch crowd of tourists and regular customers descended on the place. Lhina always marveled at the level of clients the shop drew. Tourists were common, having heard the word or seen the web site. They usually came in shorts and flowery shirts, browsed the store glassy eyed and left. Many business people in expensive tailored suits from the Tampa finance district would come by to browse and buy wares.

Mondays were always a favorite day for Rubberdoll. Lhina was always generous to Doll after an exhausting, though enjoyable, weekend of rubber fun. Lhina would rise early, as was her custom, and head for the store, leaving Rubberdoll to sleep a few hours extra. Doll was cozy in her bondage sack. The locks were on timer and set to release her about ten. She was sleeping deeply and dreamlessly after the long weekend. It had started Saturday morning with Mistress Lhina preparing for the cyber session with Boundnrubber, the chat room fellow from Washington State. It really started a week earlier when this guy had actually gotten Rubberdoll aroused and she had cum before Lhina got home from a late appointment. Although she and Lhina had fun that night, Lhina recognized the truth and Rubberdoll had confessed her indiscretion.

She thought of the hours sandwiched between the tight embrace of the latex vacuum bed. Lhina sitting in her sight dressed in her "to die for" ensemble of latex catsuit and dominatrix dress and casually keyboarding away with Boundnrubber. She certainly hid any of her own building passions well as the hours went by before the vibrator in her own pussy erupted to life and drove her to carnal satisfaction and the vibrating tool carried her aroused body to sexual bliss. She remembered her returning awareness and Lhina standing before her. Lhina's eyes were as shiny and clear as the glint of the latex she wore. She recalled Lhina opening the zip-lock seal of the convenience slit in the vacuum and pulling the vibrator out of her rubber lined pussy. Lhina sealed the edge of the latex sheet to Rubberdoll's catsuit to maintain the vacuum seal. She recalled Lhina tilting the bed to horizontal. She recalled Lhina mounting her and taking her with the strap-on double-shaft dildo that would carry both of them to repeated explosions of joyous satisfaction. She remembered Lhina sleeping exhausted after her fourth rubber induced orgasm, the two bodies still impaled on the thick rubber lust shafts. She remembered wondering if there might be a way for a man to stay hard and attentive after he achieved sexual release and knew it inconceivable and was content to be with her Mistress.

Sunday had been a continuation of the Saturday activities. Lhina released Doll from the vacuum bed and ordered Doll to clean the house. After working up a sweat inside her suit, Doll expected a chance to rest but upon entering the bedroom, she found Lhina's black shiny body sandwiched between the latex sheets of the vacuum bed; eyes bright with expectation. Although Lhina couldn't say anything, Doll knew to take care of Lhina's needs and carefully stroked her shiny encased body to a pinnacle state of arousal. The taught sheeting literally vibrated from the tension of the immobile body trapped inside. Doll teased the exposed button of the exposed clit that was a hard button behind the thin latex skin of Lhina's suit. Doll's own arousal at the sight of Lhina's lovely slit, and the blood engorged lips that guarded the opening, behind the thin layer of latex was complete. The sight of her Mistress so vulnerable and exposed in the vacuum bed moved her as no other person could. She quickly opened the zip-lock slit to gain access to the inviting flower of love and eased the strap-on dildo into Lhina's hot expectant rubber-lined pussy. As the hard rubber shaft entered her lover, Doll felt the responding pressure of the dildo shaft that penetrated her own dripping cunt. In a replay of the previous night, Doll rubber fucked Lhina to multiple orgasms before falling in exhausted sleep at complete peace with her world. The dildo remained snug and comfortable inside the two rubbery women.

At midnight, Lhina grunted to Doll as a sign to release her. Doll let Lhina out of the bed and Lhina quickly took control again, ordering Rubberdoll into a tight sleep sack. Doll dutifully climbed into the sack and let Lhina lock her in until morning.

The buzzing in her crotch woke Doll from her sleep and she was quickly taken to an arousing level of lust by the vibrator. In short order she exploded with a vibrator induced rubber orgasm and lay panting in her sleep sack. Now in the minutes after her "alarm clock" woke her but before the time lock released the zipper to the sack, Rubberdoll was wondering what it might be like to have Boundnrubber, the man who had been the catalyst to the weekend, sharing her and Lhina's world. No permanent involvement; just a man who made a cameo appearance in shiny tight rubber to ignite the passions the weekend had wrought. That might be nice, she thought as she lay in the darkness of the sack.

The lock snapped open and Rubberdoll worked herself out of the tight rubber bondage. Enough of those man thoughts, she told herself, as she got ready to join Lhina at the store. Today would be a nice slave outfit to fit the tone of the Dom outfit that Lhina always wore on Monday. Rubberdoll busied herself with her toilet and prepared her clothes for the day. She would wear a tight black catsuit with feet and gloves. A red and black piped corset over the top of the suit would look nice, she decided. Finally, she would carry a hood in her purse to add once she reached the store. Then she pulled the spandex jogging suit over her rubbery body to disguise her appearance for the walk to the store. Her rubber-clad hands were still exposed beneath the cuffs of the jogging suit but she was willing to accept that since most people she saw in the morning were too busy with their own problems to really notice someone else's hands. She was out the door and working up a sweat as she walked briskly to the store five blocks away.

Rubberdoll opened the store door and her heart leapt at the sight of Lhina in her leather and rubber garb. She pulled the hood from her purse and pulled it over her head. The latex odor of the hood was intoxicating. The store always set Doll's heart fluttering. The mixture of the musky odor of leather and the sweet smell of latex always aroused her. She felt her juices gathering inside her catsuit. The front of the store had several racks of leather and PVC clothing. Rubberdoll didn't really like leather and she thought PVC was an appalling abomination for amateurs. The racks of latex in the back of the store were her haven. She loved the sweet odor that wafted from the collection of dresses, skirts, shirts, jeans and catsuits. She loved the display of the mannequin dressed in catsuit, corset, and hood and trapped inside the iron maiden. The heavy latex bondage sack that hung from the ceiling with all of the maniacal "D" rings and straps always made her wet. She often navigated the store to purposely brush against the sack and wonder how it would feel to be trapped inside such a sack. She knew that Lhina would bring it home in a heartbeat if Rubberdoll asked and she would be inside it suspended above their garage floor. One day soon she would have that fantasy fulfilled but waiting for now was deliciously stimulating. She loved the suspended mannequin, encased in a tight latex bondage suit and gas mask. The "D" rings located strategically on reinforced latex straps around waist, chest, shoulders and head supported the mannequin comfortably while "D" rings at the end of the hands, the feet and knees pulled the body into a suspended hog-tied attitude. The entire suspension system was freestanding. A sump in the base and stainless steel piping allowed a victim to be suspended in long-term bondage with relief tubing and feeding tubes hidden in the pipes. Only a short segment of the tubing could be seen as it exited the suit and entered the top of the pipe. Being a mannequin was another of Rubberdoll's fantasies - completely immobile inside a shell of latex lined plastic and dressed in an extreme latex outfit. She often found herself inside the iron maiden or suspended from the ceiling when her mind wandered during quiet times at the store.

"Doll," Lhina said pulling Rubberdoll back from her dreams. "We have a new association with a chain of stores called the 'Leather Binder/Rubber Tree Annex'."

"Really?" RD asked.

"Yes, I made the deal two weeks ago. Our first shipment of inventory from them is due today."

"Hmmmm. Where are they from?" asked Doll.

"It's a Canadian company. They are based out of British Columbia near Vancouver. I thought the exchange rate would create favorable prices for the goods. I was most impressed with the quality of the samples."

"That sounds good," RD said dubiously.

"Careful, my rubber slave, or I'll have to punish you."

"Fine with me."

Lhina went dark but remained silent. RD was becoming quite insubordinate in very subtle ways of late. She thought about some of the items coming in the order and plan hatched in her mind.

The order arrived just after lunch. UPS delivered several packing crates to the back door. Lhina showed the driver where to put the crates. He was barely holding his poise as he stared at the leather and latex clad vixen. When RD wandered into the back, his jaws dropped open and his pen fell to the floor.

"S-s-s-sign h-h-here," he stuttered.

"Thank you, young man," Lhina purred and stroked his cheek with her rubbery hand.

"Y-y-yes, Ma'am, uh, uh," he started.

"Is there something else?" asked Lhina coyly.

"Uh, no, Ma'am," the brown uniformed fellow stumbled out the door.

"Hee, rubber on women turn them into such idiots!" Lhina exclaimed.

"Now, RD, we need to get this stuff unpacked and see what we have here."

Lhina and Rubberdoll worked feverishly to unpack the crates. The first crate revealed a stock of bondage suits similar to the one the mannequin wore in the store. The main difference was the attached hood with an inflatable gag and nose tubes. There were briefs and panties, gloves, hobble dresses, skirts, and blouses in the next two crates she opened. In the final crate she found two mannequins. One was bent in the position of the hog-tied mannequin in the store. The other stood upright with arms comfortably to the side. Lhina puzzled over these two items. She hadn't ordered any additional mannequins. Besides as she looked closely, these had holes at the mouth, the nose and the bottom. The eyes seemed strangely vacant too, not the usual glassy stare of mannequins.

A note was enclosed in the crate. It read, "We have included this special consignment of mannequin dolls for your evaluation. You will find all of the necessary equipment to prepare and use these mannequins as store displays with your store wares. Please read all of the instructions carefully to ensure a lifetime of quality use from our mannequins."

Lhina lifted one of the dolls and looked closely at the surface. She found several tiny buttons along one side of the body. She pushed one and heard a click. She pushed another and heard the click.

"RD, take these dresses and blouses out to the racks," she said.

"Yes, Mistress." replied Rubberdoll. Doll knew that her near insolence hadn't gone unnoticed. She wondered what punishment might happen to her.

With Rubberdoll in front, Lhina quickly released several buttons along the side of the mannequin shell. When the last button released, a spring allowed the two halves to part slightly. The inside of the shell was lined in one-quarter inch thick foam rubber. Inside the shell Lhina found tubing, some rubber cement, a catheter, a leotard with vibrator, a small hole above the base of the vibrator and hollow butt plug, and a suction pump. She found a sheath of instructions on how to prepare a living person for mannequin service!

"Rubberdoll, come here."

When Doll entered the back room, Lhina said, "You have been a naughty rubber slut these last few days. You have questioned my judgment and you let me stay in the vacuum bed way too long while you luxuriated on top of me."

Doll lowered her head, "Yes, Mistress."

"I will start by having you give yourself an enema. You will clean yourself out thoroughly for a long-term bondage session."

"Yes, Mistress."

Rubberdoll ran to the bathroom in back of the store and removed her clothing. She stepped into the shower maintained at the store and administered the needed preparation. Twice she let soapy warm water flow into her and twice she released the turbid fluid down the drain. Now she was cramping from the soap as she cleaned herself with three applications of warm clean water. She felt thoroughly cleansed and returned to Lhina naked.

Lhina pointed to the leotard with the vibrator and hollow plug silently. Doll pulled the latex piece over her body and pushed the lubricated plug and vibrator into the appropriate openings. She felt the hard rubber intruders inside her and she shivered expectantly. She finished pulling the leotard into place. The cold latex soon warmed to her body and her aroused nipples pushed against the taught fabric.

Lhina again pointed at a full suit. Again Rubberdoll knew what to do and began to work the heavy tight latex up her body. The latex squeezed her legs deliciously as it formed a skintight bond to her. As the suit reached her crotch, Lhina stepped in and inserted the catheter tube into her urethra. She pumped up the little balloon end sealing the catheter in place. Lhina pulled the catheter tube and the vibrator wires through a tiny hole in the suit. She then sealed the suit to the leotard beneath with cement. A small latex flange assured a waterproof seal. Next she pulled the short tube of the hollow plug through an opening in the back of the suit and again applied cement and flange for a watertight seal.

Lhina stepped back and nodded for Doll to continue suiting up. As Doll pulled the thick latex over her chest and inserted her hands in the sleeves, she noticed the extreme tight fit of the suit. She pushed her hands into the gloved fingers. Next she pulled the hood to her face. Again Lhina stepped forward and pushed the nose tubing into Doll's nostrils. She made certain that the tube/gag was in the mouth and adjusted the suit over Doll's well-rounded breasts. She pulled the zipper up the back. It was difficult to close the zipper of the tight suit as it squeezed Doll's body in its tight grip. Doll was in rubbery bliss as her breath quickened and her desire for rubber sex rose. Lhina pumped the gag up filling Doll's mouth with rubber and holding the tube tightly in place.

Lhina led the rubber bound Doll to the waiting mannequin shell. It was the shell that was in the hog-tied position. She pointed to the shell silently. Doll saw the gesture and knew what was wanted. She climbed into the front half of the shell. Her rubbery breasts pressed against the rubber-lined depressions made for them. Her hips and waist fit snugly into the curvature of the shell; her face was right against the face of the mannequin. She noticed the eyes allowed her to see, albeit through a tinted medium.

Lhina pushed the feeding and breathing tubes through the openings in the face and gathered the relief tubing and the vibrator wires together to feed through the opening in the back half of the mannequin. She made sure every part of RD's body was in position and feeding the wires and tubes through the back opening closed the shell.

The locks clicked and the mannequin was sealed. Inside, her complete immobility and bondage immediately aroused Rubberdoll. She could not twitch a muscle inside the rubber-lined shell. She could only blink. Her breathing was difficult but not impossible since the rubber lining allowed a minimal movement of her chest. The shape and the tight glove fit of the shell allowed for no other movement from Rubberdoll. She was immediately wet in her pussy as she lay looking at the floor. Immobility and complete incapacitation was her fate. Lhina controlled her life. The breathing tubing could be shut off and she would die. She could be denied water or food and she would die. She was completely at the mercy of her lover and mistress for life-giving needs and her arousal was absolutely astounding! She shook with an orgasm from the mere thoughts of her imprisonment. Her panting breath short and the orgasm centered deep inside her. She squeezed the vibrator as she came and realized that this spontaneous orgasm would pale to the first explosive orgasm from the vibrator. She now waited impatiently for Lhina to hook the equipment to the protruding wires and tubes.

Lhina wasn't finished with Rubberdoll's preparations. After all, Rubberdoll had to be on display and a naked mannequin in a leather/latex fetish store would not do. Lhina began by pulling one of the heavy bondage suits with "D" rings and straps onto the imprisoned Doll. She easily worked the leg and feet onto the rigid curved limbs of the mannequin. She then had to work the suit over the curved hips-abdominal region. Fortunately the general shape of Doll allowed her to rock the mannequin forward and by using a rope, she hed it standing on its hands.

Inside the hot stuffy capsule, Rubberdoll found herself leaning forward on her hands. She was basically in a swan dive position and not really knowing why. Blood was flowing to her head and her breathing was labored by the weight of her body pushing forward inside the plastic shell.

Outside, Lhina was able to work the suit over the hips and to the waist of the mannequin shell. She pulled the tubing and the wires through a convenience opening through the buttocks to the crotch and closed the two-way zipper as much as possible. She then let the Doll rock back into a neutral position before pulling her to the knees.

Now RD was sitting up inside the shell. This position was much more comfortable and she could see the wall in front of her. Lhina continued to pull the bondage suit over the plastic shell. She worked the sleeves onto the hand of the mannequin and adjusted the breasts, hips and waist to the shape of the plastic. She pulled the attached hood into place, making sure the breathing tubes were fit into the nose openings and the mouth tube in the mouth hole. She closed the zipper of the suit, encasing the mannequin shell inside its latex skin.

For esthetics, she added a red and black latex corset to the display. She added an Israeli gas mask to the head. The gas mask had a modified exhaust valve that allowed the feeding tube to pass through part of the port. This, of course ruined the real purpose of the mask but allowed it to be worn for extended periods with no major difference in its fetish wear value.

Lhina struggled to move her new mannequin out to the floor of the store. She finally was able to rock it onto a small handcart and got it positioned under the existing suspended display. The rest was easy as she lowered the old mannequin display and moved it out of the way and hooked all the cables to the "D" rings of her new display. She fed the waste lines into a hollow stainless steel pipe that was part of the display unit and lifted Doll into position.

Inside Doll sensed all of the movements and the rocking motion. When she was lifted into position, she actually felt no motion since everything moved together and the constant pressure of the plastic shell allowed no sense of movement other than when rocked. She knew she was lifted because she was now above the floor of the store. She could see the shelves in front of her as she looked downward from her new perch. Lhina came into view and looked up into her face.

"Perfect. You are an outstanding mannequin and you are so quiet inside your little cocoon."

Lhina walked out of the line of vision for a few minutes. When she returned, she was lifting a small mirror before Rubberdoll's face.

"I thought you would like to see what an erotic figure you are, Doll," she said as she moved the mirror from side to side to allow Doll to see as much of her suspended body as possible.

Inside, Doll caught a glimpse of the gas mask, a shiny curve of a shoulder, the suspended mounds of plastic perfect breasts behind shiny black rubber, and the swell of the hips behind a narrow corseted waist. She was hot and aroused by the vision she saw in fragments.

Lhina found the pager system that worked so nicely with the vibrators and hooked the wires from the toy into it.

Lhina then disappeared again for several minutes. This time she returned with a large dressing room mirror. She set it on the floor in front of the suspended mannequin and adjusted it to reflect the image directly back to Rubberdoll. Now Rubberdoll saw the splendor of her entrapment. She was overwhelmed by the vision of latex bondage before her. Her breathing quickened again as she searched for relief that would not be spontaneous this time. She tried to move inside the shell to no avail. The tinted lenses of the mannequin eyes and the gas mask lenses only slightly reduced her view and provided a surreal aspect to the sight.

Lhina dialed in the pager number and the vibrator erupted inside Rubberdoll's heated pussy. She was washed with an immediate wave of passion as the orgasm swept through her trapped body. Muscles contracted to no avail against the rigid shell. She bit the gag and grunted as best she could as the orgasm subsided then surged again anew.

Lhina held a hand to her ear in a mocking gesture. "I have to listen very closely to hear your cry of ecstasy. No one else will ever know my dear. Enjoy your punishment. Oh, yes, I'll remember to feed and water you every day. Maybe I'll tire of emptying the sump after a week or a month and let you out."

Lhina then stood directly beneath the suspended Doll and fingered her own wet cunt to a satisfying orgasm.

"Mmmmmmmm. That was nice. Maybe that Boundnrubber fellow can find a chance to visit us, especially if I offer him the right motivation."

Lhina went to the front of the shop to reopen for business leaving Rubberdoll to the beguilingly sensual toy inside her encapsulated body.

Chapter 2

The vibrator was buzzing inside Rubberdoll yet again. She was straining inside the plastic shell that was her fate as her body was wracked with another orgasm. Doll had long since lost count of the days she had been inside the mannequin shell. As for the number of orgasms she had been subjected to, she could only imagine in the wildest of thoughts how many...five hundred...one thousand...it was impossible to even keep track of the number. All she knew for certain was that Lhina, her lover and mistress appeared twice a day at her face. Lhina would feed water and a thick broth to her each time she appeared in front of her. Her orgasm-wracked body would suck the life-giving fluids greedily through the tubes that gave the soup a pleasant rubbery flavor. She was living a life of complete immobile rubber bondage and she would not trade places with another living being!

After each feeding, Lhina would shut down the vibrator for about an hour. This pause gave Doll time to catch a light rest and allowed the fluids to settle before her orgasmic ordeal began anew. During these pauses, Lhina would stand wickedly in front of the Doll and pleasure herself with her gloved fingers or a vibrator. Usually Lhina came two or three times during these sessions, making Doll even hotter inside her cocoon and wishing she could join Lhina with her pleasuring. Of course the Doll knew she could only watch Lhina cum as she hung above the sight of her lover masturbating in her view.

After Lhina completed her own satisfaction, the vibrator would erupt to life and Lhina would watch and listen for that first, almost instantaneous, orgasm that would erupt from deep inside the horny Doll's encased being. Lhina would then smile up at the Doll. She would climb up to her encased lover and say softly, "See you in a while my sweet." She usually kissed the snout of the gas mask or the top of the hooded mannequin shell before leaving. Of course the Doll felt nothing of the kiss through her hard plastic skin but seeing the display of affection through the tinted lenses of the shell always shook her with another quick orgasm. Lhina would smile at her one last time and go on about her business.

The vibrator would mercifully and regularly shut off for long periods of time. What the Doll didn't know was that Lhina always sent the pager a signal at bedtime that turned the unit off and turned it back on in the morning when she woke up. Of course the time Lhina got to bed varied widely depending on her nighttime activities. She certainly wasn't averse to going out clubbing two or three nights a week and she did have friends to entertain occasionally.

Lhina was getting tired of taking care of the Doll. She missed her as well. The Doll was her best friend, lover and partner. They were a team and their friends were beginning to wonder about her absence. She had told the folks that she was visiting her parents for a few weeks but the time stretched to over a month and the excuse was growing thin. In addition, Lhina was aching to taste the aromatic juices of her lover and feel the wonderful tongue on her own body. She missed the mutual teasing and arousal before they plunged their pussies onto a double dildo and drove each other to ecstasy. She missed the lovely pussy tight to her hooded face, her head in a loving leg-lock while her own legs were locked around Doll's hooded head and pulling it just as deeply into her aching love spot as possible.

So not too sadly, she lowered the display from the bondage device, disconnected the cables and rolled the mannequin into the back room. She lifted the lifeless mannequin back into position and looked into the glassy eyes. The eyes stared back at her dully and she knew that the Doll would have to be a mannequin again in the future.

Doll saw the store floor move toward her face and she knew Lhina was lowering her to the ground. She missed Lhina's hot breath and aroma. But she also wanted to remain locked in her mannequin shell. Her existence had been reduced to a very simple equation: Arousal times orgasm times rubber lust times complete bondage equaling unsurpassed surrender and latex ecstasy. She was completely cared for in the bondage...no worries or problems cluttered her mind in her orgasmic trance. She had achieved complete peace with her circumstance and complete surrender to her ultimate desire to be a rubber doll. Now she knew the time was over and she was being returned to the outside world, the world of her lover certainly, but also a world less certain. She was torn; part of her heart panged to remain encased in the plastic shell safely encased in rubber living only for the erotic pleasures of the vibrator and the bondage. The rest of her heart yearned for the touch of her lover and rebirth with the living.

Once in the back room, Lhina began to remove the outer costume. She pulled off the gas mask and quickly removed the corset. She unzipped the bondage suit and pulled it back off the arms. She peeled the suit down to the waist and again rocked the shell forward to lift the hips off the ground. She tugged the suit off the hips and waist and pulled it quickly from the legs.

Doll knew that the bondage outfit was stripped from her shell. In the nakedness of the shell she felt exposed, a strange reaction considering she was still inside the shell and was wearing a full rubber suit. She wanted Lhina to get on with the release since the process had started. This being in between display and release served no purpose and bothered Rubberdoll.

Lhina looked at the naked mannequin shell for a moment. It looked so lifeless except in the eyes. She could see Doll's eyes behind the tinted pupils of the mannequin. The eyes showed...impatience! The Doll was demanding even after a month in captivity.

Doll's impatience was growing as she saw Lhina looking into her face. She wanted to scream, "Put me back on display or get me out of here!" to the beguiling face staring into her eyes. She saw Lhina's expression change from a smile to a slight frown as they looked at each other.

Lhina read the expression and decided the Doll was still in need of discipline. She decided to remove the Doll from the shell for the time being but to place her in the vacuum bed device. This way the Doll would be in bondage but she would also be available for fun and games. One thing though, she decided the Doll would be plugged with only a nice double shaft dildo. The Doll would be filled to capacity but without outside assistance there would be only hot arousal. Yes, she liked the idea of a wet and horny Doll always ready to pleasure her. Rather than remove the Doll from the shell, she decided to take her home in the mannequin shell. Leaving the Doll on the store floor, she closed the shop and headed home to get Doll's Toyota pickup.

The Doll was still in her plastic cocoon. Interminable minutes became hours as she lay on the floor. All she could see was the patch of concrete under her face. She dozed and dreamed of being violated by a thick hard strap-on that filled her completely as her personal rubber goddess pumped the hard shaft in and out. She could almost imagine her hands pinching the hard nipples of her soul mate and the return pleasure of hands caressing and squeezing her own erect nipples. The lovely Lhina, as always in a shiny black catsuit and red dominatrix dress, was taking a hard latex crop to her bottom. She imagined the tingling pleasure-pain of each whack of the toy. God she was swooning with desire that she could not achieve alone. Her building heat and growing ache in her love nest was unbearable yet she saw no relief in sight. She squeezed the shaft of the dormant vibrator and wished it to come to life. She pulled the slippery shaft as far inside her as possible but the lifeless shaft only mocked her longing for relief. Where the hell was Lhina? What was going on? After her long-term ordeal and the constant pleasure of the vibrator or the longed-for relief of the rest periods and the feedings, she was now truly alone inside the mannequin shell and time had stopped! She was tingling with anticipation that found no outlet. Her senses screamed for input beyond the constant pressure of the mannequin shell and the gray concrete floor.

Meanwhile, Lhina sent an e-mail message to leatherbinder-rubbertree.com to explain her dilemma and the need for another mannequin shell that would have appropriate access for pleasuring. She then went back to the store to take care of Rubberdoll. In her wildest dreams she could never imagine the result of her simple request.

Lhina returned to the store and rolled the mannequin to the truck. She used the lift to raise the Doll to the bed and pushed her in. She closed the tailgate and quickly headed for home.

The Doll was bumping up and down inside her shell. She felt all of the motion and bumps but of course she couldn't sustain any injury because the plastic shell protected her so well. She felt the rocking of her mannequin shell and saw the bed of her truck. The car stopped and another few seconds she was being pushed out the back onto the ground with a thump.

"Sorry, Doll. I couldn't think of anther way to get you off the truck. I hope it didn't hurt too much," said Lhina.

Lhina now dragged and pulled the mannequin shell inside. She looked at the outside skin and saw abrasions that were beyond repair. "I've made a real mess of your skin, Doll. We may not be able to use this mannequin again unless it is completely clothed."

Inside the garage, Lhina pushed the release catches and the shell popped open. Doll needed a shower but Lhina had expected that and was wearing a gas mask against the odor. Doll was also quite unable to stand or move. She was stiff and frozen in the position of the mannequin. Lhina hadn't thought of this problem.

Lhina began to massage Doll's limbs to get circulation back into them. She lifted each leg and worked her fingers on the rubber-clad limb. She massaged starting with the toes and worked skillfully up each leg.

The Doll was in bliss from this new attention. After the constant pressure of the mannequin shell, the bumpy ride and that final thump, she was now being massaged over her entire body. Her legs ached and tingled as blood began to pulse through the limbs. She let Lhina rotate her ankle joints and bend her knees. She let her roll her thighs up and down. Then Lhina tilted the lower half of the shell and she rolled onto the floor, a limp figure. Lhina continued to work on her legs and lower body. Doll felt the power of her surging blood. She responded by working her joints and muscles as Lhina continued massaging. Lhina rolled her on her back and actually began to walk on it. She worked her toes skillfully as she trod on the back, kneading the muscles. A warm glow of content slowly enveloped Rubberdoll as the massage worked it's magic on her. Lhina got off the Doll and began to work on her arms. Finally Rubberdoll felt enough strength to sit up on her elbows and push her hooded head to the snout of Lhina's gas mask. She gave the snout a loving kiss and licked the side of the cheek pouch.

"You're too good to me, Mistress." Doll said.

"I'm not finished with you yet, Doll. You may want to withhold that judgment for later." Lhina replied. "But first, I have some unfinished business to attend to."

Lhina disliked destroying any latex garment, but she had replacements for the suit and the leotard. She was desperate to push a double dildo into her lover and ride it to heavenly bliss together. The massage that was over an hour had made her so hot and horny she couldn't wait any longer. She took scissors and punctured Doll's suit at its crotch, exposing the hard base of the vibrator. She then cut the leotard and pulled the vibrator out of the Doll's dripping cunt with an audible "sssccchhhuuuooop". She pushed the dildo easily into the awaiting love nest and mounted her end. The rocking orgasm of two latex vixens was almost instantaneous and complete. The Doll "mmmuuuuppphhhed" into her gagged hood as she rode the orgasmic crest while Lhina's own gasps and scream of lust was more audible, muffled only by the gas mask she wore. Lhina continued to pump the hot shaft inside her cunt and groaned as a second wave of passion closely followed. To her satisfaction, Doll "mmmuuuphed" again signifying her own second orgasm. She pulled herself from the Doll gasping for breath. It was several minutes before she was composed enough to help the Doll up and get her into the house and to the shower. She opened the back zipper of the suit.

The Doll helped Lhina, who was by now sweaty and hot from the exertions of the day out of her own dress and suit and helped rinse out the clothes. Lhina and Doll soaped each other as the hot water pelted their bodies. Doll was luxuriating in the sting of the water and the feel of air against her skin. She missed her encasement and dearly wanted to anger Lhina again so she would be returned to it but the water on her skin did feel good, especially in the afterglow of the wild love making on the garage floor.

"It's too bad the suit is ruined," said Doll holding the torn suit in her hand.

"Yes, but don't worry, Doll, I have another one just like it."

"Oh, that's good to hear," said Doll. Now she knew she had to be naughty again soon.

"Ok, Doll. You can take it from here. Get yourself dry and put on the clothes you wore for that session in the vacuum bed." Lhina briskly left the bathroom and headed down the hall after that pronouncement.

Chapter 3

Rubberdoll had been sandwiched between the latex shoots for six days now. Lhina made certain the Doll was fed and her bodily functions taken care of. She made certain that Doll had plenty of water. Most of the day, Doll was alone all day long, looking at her image in a full mirror. She saw the transparent latex sheeting of the vacuum frame with her black body suspended, looking very much like a fly stuck to flypaper. The dildo shaft that filled her sex was eight inches long and stretched her insides with its girth. It was actually a vee shaped device with a similar shaft pointing up at the perfect angle of an aroused male organ. Lhina came home at night and mounted the shaft, pumping herself to orgasm and taking Doll for a ride as well. Lhina usually took Doll once before dinner and again before bed, using her as a mere sex toy. She never said a word during these sessions. The Doll, gagged of course, could only grunt and plead forgiveness with her eyes as Lhina seemed to ignore the human ensnared in the latex bed.

"Well Doll, do you know why I am treating as a sex toy?" asked Lhina on the morning of the seventh day.

Doll blinked no.

"You are getting too familiar with me. You pushed our relationship of Mistress and Slave. You must never question my decisions unless you want to be punished again."

Doll filed that information away for future reference. The mannequin would be a nice respite from the usual life problems and a little dispute with Lhina would certainly guarantee a nice session in the hard plastic device.

The doorbell rang and Lhina went to answer it, leaving Rubberdoll in the bondage bed. She opened the door to find a tall man in a long leather coat. The waist was cinched and she could just see the toes of black rubber(?) boots peaking out from the coat skirt. The collar was turned up slightly. Sure it was January but it was a warm sixty-eight degrees outside and this fellow seemed a little overdressed.

"May I help you?" Lhina asked.

"I'm Tom. You are Lhina Ocampo," he said matter-of-factly. "My business associates sent me personally to oversee your new mannequin preparations."

"I don't understand. The use of the mannequin is quite straightforward. In fact I have no problem with the first one," replied Lhina, puzzled.

"Yes. But this is a new style and has some special nuances that should be demonstrated and as part of the service of Rubber Tree Annex, we want to assure complete customer satisfaction. May I come in?"

Lhina held the door open and Tom entered the house. He loosened the belt and removed his coat to reveal his latex catsuit underneath. The suit was very thick latex and very tight. The legs ended as boots.

"Very practical for the Northwest but a little much for here," Lhina observed.

"Yes, well I flew down in the corporate plane to a private strip. The truck was waiting for me and the equipment needed for your project. I doubt if anyone took much notice of me.

"I am a little thirsty. I'd like some tea if you have it," Tom added.

"Certainly."

"Please fix some for yourself. I do not like drinking alone," he added as she headed for the kitchen.

Lhina returned soon with two cups of tea.

"Where is the recipient user of the new shell?" Tom asked.

"She's in the bedroom. She's resting for now and a little tied up."

"Ropes?"

"No, a vacuum bed. She's been in it for a week now."

"I see. So you have her already prepared and acclimated for a long-term confinement?" Tom asked not believing his luck.

"Oh, yes. She is sealed nicely in a full suit with all of the proper plumbing. I just need to fit her inside the shell. The double dildo is even in place and ready for use," Lhina explained.

"Hmmmmm. That is very good to know. This will not take as long as I thought it would." Tom couldn't believe his good fortune he only had to prepare one of them for the shells. It would be a simple matter to pull the dildo from the one in the bed and replace it with the double phalanx vibrator he had.

"Do you have anything to eat? I'm sorry to intrude but I didn't get a chance to eat anything on the way from the airport. The preparations could take some time."

Lhina's Asian hospitality masked the warning signals she should have caught. She went to the kitchen to get some cake.

Tom took a pouch of powder and poured it into Lhina's tea. He stirred it with his gloved finger and wiped the finger on the side of the chair.

Lhina returned. Tom took the cake and sipped his tea. Lhina also sipped hers.

"Now this new mannequin shell is made of a very special material. When heated to about 110 degrees, it becomes malleable. Your figure can be posed in any way you like. As the material cools it grows rigid again. It forms very realistic positions, especially when there is someone inside."

"That sounds really cool. Is there any danger?" Lhina asked, taking another sip of her tea.

"Absolutely not. The temperature is no different than a hot shower. We have been very successful with the applications to date, though we have only done it at our research facility."

"I ssshhhheee," slurred Lhina. "Thassstt frrruunnnny. I doooon' feel toooo gooo...."

Tom made sure Lhina was out then went to the room where Rubberdoll was. He went to her suspended form and appreciated the vision before him. She was a lithe woman and the latex suit set off her stunning figure perfectly. He placed the ether soaked rag to her breathing tube and counted to ten.

Doll saw the rubber man approach her but she could do nothing about it. He put a rag to her air supply and she smelled the sweet odor of some drug or something then darkness.

Tom put the Rubberdoll into her shell first. It was easy to maneuver her body into the form and pull all of her various plumbing items through the matching holes in the shell. He layered the cement to the edges of the hoses and tubes to seal the opening. He set her aside and went to work on the other one. He had to insert the enema tube and pump up the balloon to seal the opening. He let the fluid flow into her insides and waited five minutes. He set the woman over the bathtub and deflated the balloon. Her relaxed state immediately let her full bladder release and push the enema hose out of her and the fluid gushed into the tub. He repeated the procedure four times until the water ran relatively clear.

Next he prepared her for long-term bondage. He pushed a thick hollow tube into her ass and inflated a catheter inside her urethra. He worked the tight latex suit over her body. He pulled it up her legs and over her hips. He pushed the tubing through the holes in the suit and went about sealing the openings with rubber flanges. He used a dildo to insert the vaginal sheath into the tight love flower. He worked the suit over the waist and saw it mold to her exquisite vaginal lips. In another place and time he would like to take this woman but today he had a job to complete.

Tom pulled the suit over her chest squeezing her petite breasts into the perfectly sized cups. He pushed her arms down the sleeves and made certain her fingers were seated fully into the attached gloves. He pulled the attached hood to her face and pushed the gag with tube into her mouth. He aligned her nostrils with the breathing tubes and pushed them into her small nose openings. He inflated the little balloons that assured the seal inside the nose and smoothed the latex over the back of her head. He pulled the back zip of the suit down from the crown of the hood, sealing her in. He applied the latex cement to the zipper run and put a piece of latex tape over it. He inflated the gag, filling her mouth with rubber.

Tom polished the suit to a glorious sheen. The transformation of the female body from mere desire to exquisite sexual perfection when encased in a shiny tight latex skin never ceased to amaze him. He knew this suit would be hidden from view, but the thought of a latex skin that was not perfectly polished and adjusted, wrinkle-free, over the female form irked him. He studied his work and smiled satisfactorily. The red vixen lying before him was a rubber angel incarnate. The shiny material accentuated her petite Asian figure. His research into this operation revealed that this woman could be angel or devil in latex. The mere fact that she lived very comfortably in a rather conservative community bespoke her ability to attract victims needing her form of sexual discipline from afar. In fact her full name, Angelina, was an irony that he could appreciate.

Now he gently placed her into the waiting mannequin shell, the hard plastic with the thin rubber lining. He pulled all of the tubing through the appropriate openings and closed the back of the shell, sealing her into the plastic. As requested, the shell fronts had an opening that allowed access to the lovely flowers hidden behind the plastic.

Tom pulled his coat on and carried the two living mannequins to the truck. He drove the short trip to the store and using Lhina's key gained access to the back.

He carried his two mannequins inside and went about dressing his new display. He pulled a black latex catsuit with hood, feet and gloves on the Rubberdoll. The catsuit had a pussy sheath that he pushed through the mannequin opening into the love nest hidden behind the plastic and latex. He pulled a red catsuit onto Lhina. Her catsuit had identical features and covered the plastic shell tightly.

He set up a display stand that he got from the truck in the front window of the store. The chrome stand was a combination rack and disposal unit. Short hollow rods fit into matching chrome sleeves that the buttocks sat on allowing the waste tubes to be fed to a septic tank in the base. Tom decided that he would have to extend a waste line to the storefront so the septic tank would drain directly to the sewer.

He positioned his two mannequins on the seat bars and wrapped a four inch wide black latex belt around the red suited mannequin and a red rubber belt around the black suited one. The belts had "D" rings that slipped over the seat bars and held the mannequins tightly against the supports. The two were facing each other and nearly touching.

Tom pushed the lubed vibrating unit into the two, sheathed pussies. He heard a soft uuummph from the heads of the mannequins as the two probes found home.

"Ah, you're awake," Tom said lightly. "I'm almost done with you, then I'll let you see my handiwork. In the meantime, I hope you don't mind if I get on with arranging the display."

Tom now took a heat unit and began to warm the shoulder of the black suited mannequin. Doll felt warmth at her shoulder and soon her arm was pulled up toward the other mannequin. Then the elbow was warm and the arm was bent around the back of the other mannequin. Next her hand was warm and she felt her fingers placed on the small of the back. He other arm had similar application but this arm was placed on the shoulder and wrapped around the base of the neck of the partner.

Tom did a similar procedure with mannequin Lhina. She was soon embracing Doll mannequin with a similar passion. He lifted one of Lhina's legs and wrapped it sensually around the buttock of the Doll. He lifted one of Doll's legs at the knee in a throwing the leg back pose. He hung the silver air tanks on the poles and pulled the respirators over the mannequin heads. He looked into the eyes of each to make sure everything was fine. He saw terror in Lhina's eyes, as expected. Oddly, the Rubberdoll eyes showed complete rapture.

Finally Tom heated the necks of the two mannequins and placed them cheek-to-cheek in a hug. He set about polishing the two figures to a perfect sheen. He carefully adjusted wrinkles at the joints and made certain they were correct for the position. He adjusted the suits at the waist and hips and breasts to make sure they were tight to the hard plastic shell.

On a whim, he got a riding crop from the store supply and worked the fingers of Lhina's left hand to hold it in a position indicating she had just applied a whack to the Rubberdoll's bottom. He decided corsets, red with black piping would add to the display. He quickly got two from the back and cinched them over the hard shell waists. Again he had to make sure the suits were not pinched or wrinkled where they were sandwiched between plastic shell and corset boning. He stood back to admire the completed display.

Tom saw two exquisite rubber vixens enthralled in the lust of latex loving. The perfection of his creation was certainly equal to the earlier creations used in the Vancouver store. He thought of his week inside one of the tight bondage suits, on display with the computer controlled vibrating device encasing his manhood and felt the moisture of pre-cum in his sheath. He put two full-length mirrors on either side of the display and the two mannequins finally saw his handiwork.

The site of her rigid plastic figure covered head to toe in rubber embracing a red matching rubber figure overwhelmed Doll. She realized the shiny red figure in her arms was Lhina and a rush of passion flowed through her trapped body. She was hot and extremely horny and was aching for relief.

Lhina saw her situation and realized that things were badly out of control. She always wanted control but she was now forced into a plastic bondage that exceeded anything she had ever experienced. The terror quickly became lust and desire as she saw the erotic arrangement of Doll and herself. The mistress in her had to admire the double bondage she and Doll were subjected to. This Tom fellow was a real master. The plumbing was completely hidden from any customers and the breathing system was absolutely awesome to behold. The respirators were modified Israeli gas masks and were a perfect match for their embrace. Theatrically looped hoses snaked from the inlet port to the silvery tanks hanging from a stand next to her. She wondered how long they would be subjected to this bondage when the vibrator inside her hot pussy erupted to life. Together, Lhina and Rubberdoll were carried to a rapturous orgasm, an intensity that could only be achieved through tight rubber bondage. She heard the Doll grunting into her gag and knew that both of them were being taken on a ride to rubber nirvana.

Lhina was panting into her mask. She had actually blacked out from the intensity of the orgasm. The mannequin shell was the only thing that held her up. As she came to her senses she saw the Tom fellow coming to her.

"I hope you enjoyed your first ride to rubber pleasure. It is the first of an infinite number that you will enjoy. The timer is programmed to please you randomly throughout the day. I have plenty of replacement bottles and it's no problem getting them refilled. I can see that you two will be the best display we have ever had at a Rubber Tree Annex."

Tom went to the storefront and unrolled the new banner. Lhina could just see the banner out of the edge of her vision. The words were reversed to her view but she could make them out and the revelation in the words shook her to the core...

"THE RUBBER TREE ANNEX, UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT"

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